My friend's son is a month older than mine and goes to the same school. During lunch, we were talking about how our little babies are now these little boys, running around and developing personalities. They are little people, developing opinions and thought patterns. It is such an amazing transition to watch as they wake up to the world around them. We feel so blessed to be part of it.
While I definitely appreciate being able to have some time to myself on Wednesday to do work and errands, I do miss my little buddy a lot. I get so excited when I go pick him up. He's not always excited about me interrupting his play...
...but then he always breaks into a giant grin and rushes over to give me a bear hug (No picture of that because my arms were too full of love and baby boy to work a camera. I'll try again next week.). It is the kind of hug mostly reserved for Daddy after he gets home from work, but one day a week I get treated to it. It. Is. So. Awesome.
Before Little Buddy, I had no idea how addictive baby hugs were. Now, I LIVE for baby hugs. There is nothing that gives me more pure joy than having Little Buddy deem me worthy for a giant hug, running over, giggling, and wrapping his arms around my neck. I really don't know what I will do when he is a teenager and hugging mom becomes gross. I guess I'll just stock up now. :)
Looking forward to more hugs tomorrow,
LBM
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